As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon

Episodes 123. Dancing Under the Rain

The sun still powerfully divided its rays as God mandated 'Azzawajalla to him. There is no lack of his obedience. Although cloudy and storm always hit, but he still sincerely accept and share the warmth on the earth.

I really want to be like the sun. Although it rises from one direction, but its rays cover all directions. Even though it sinks, but tomorrow it will rise again. Always up and always shining...!

At one o'clock in the afternoon. Silver sport car kak Mirza drove through the rain that just greeted the earth. For some time traveling, no word has been hurtled from me or Mirza's sister. We both fell silent. Busy in each other's minds. My tears are still falling. Even if it's just one, two, it's enough to represent what I feel right now.

My eyes continued to stare at the point of rain attached to the window glass or that fell on the street. Sometimes my hands wipe away the tears that never end. "Sister Keanu." I said softly. There was a sense that erupted when I mentioned his name. Simultaneously, Mirza's eyes stared at me through the rearview mirror as I said the name of Keanu's sister. Though shrivelled but I'm sure Mirza's sister can still hear it. At first I saw him take a long breath. I don't know what he's thinking right now until he breathes that.

At one in twenty minutes. Car parked on the yard. Then my feet got wet while tracking the puddle as I got out of the car. The results splashed on the wedding dress I still wear. "Wait a minute." said brother Mirza hold me back. It soon seemed that Azam was approaching. The steps are so long. In his hand was a purple umbrella.

Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

Azam knocked on the window where Mirza's sister was. His hand opened an umbrella and gave it to Mirza's sister. Immediately Mirza grabbed the umbrella and passed around the car. Her steps stopped right at the car door on the side where I was. Without waiting for the door, I immediately held the umbrella that was also still held tightly and stuck my foot out of the car. As before, my feet were immediately wet as I tracked down the green grass that was inundated with water.

Meanwhile, my hand tore the wedding dress away from the puddle. My steps became carefully in tandem with Mirza's steps. But just a few steps, my body was immediately limp because the other end of my dress was accidentally stepped on by Mirza. No doubt, I immediately fell without any refutation from Mirza's sister. Because Mirza's sister noticed it a few seconds late. Although he tried to catch my body, but it turns out the pace of my body faster than his movement.

I'm sitting. Helpless. But instead of complaining, I chuckle. "Fara.." said Mirza. His eyes are staring at me. There was worry at the end of his gaze. Along with Mirza's facial expression, I who was wet immediately wetted her face with water that was stagnant near me.

"Now what are you going to do...?" said again. It was raining one by one. It also becomes rare. Even so cloudy still hangs on the sky and the sun is not yet visible. "Waiting for Rafan and move on." I said while cleaning the grass attached to the dress I was wearing. "Yes.." said Mirza as if in doubt as I said. "Why...? It seems like my brother doesn't trust me" I said, which made him laugh. The laughter that produced the two holes on both sides of his cheeks was clearly visible. Although now his face is filled with fine fur, but the hole mold on his cheek is still clearly visible.

"Em, hearing how you called Keanu's name I'm not sure you're capable of moving on" Mirza said, ending her laughter. Now I'm waiting for his laugh.

"Hey." he said, rejecting my arm with his arm. "If you already know how to move on, marry me" he said, looking at me. I'm speechless. And only a thin smile that I describe as a response to his words.

"Why...? I don't deserve you?" said brother Mirza. "It's not you who don't deserve it, but I don't deserve you" I said in my heart. While my eyes looked at the sky that was still cloud-covered. Perhaps in a few moments the rain will return to the earth.

"Come, Brother. For sure." I said stopped. My eyes looked at him with a slight smile. Brother Mirza moved her eyebrows slightly. He is waiting for the continuation of my words. "As long as we're rivals with hair, I'll never have an answer to my sister's question" I said, pulling her black ponytail that tied her long hair until her head swung back. After that, I ran away and left her laughing.

"Mah...!" his screams filled the air. Be us two returning boys who enjoy running around in the yard on wet ground. "Enough, Brother. Forgive me.." I said in between laughter and hunting breath. "Because, you.." said Brother Mirza, holding me from behind. I gasped and immediately nodded. "Let GO...!" I said as I thrashed, trying to let go of his embrace. "I won't let go of you again, Fara." he said, tightening his arms. "Take it off, brother.." I said. "The answer was my question." he said. I nodded while occasionally struggling.

"So you'll have an answer after I trim my hair" he said. I'm speechless. Mind tactics. "Ah, yes. Of course.." I answered and then ended my silence. "Alright." he said without letting go. "Now let me go, brother.." I asked. "will not. I told you, I'll never let you go again" he said. I went back to struggling, trying to let go of his embrace.

"Mara...Sadness is like the sun, there is a time to rise and there is a time to drown. But the sun will still rise, with or without cloudiness. Therefore grieve properly, laugh appropriately, because life goes on" said Mirza while loosening his arms little by little.

"Mira...!" shouted a woman. We immediately turned our eyes to the source of the sound. A woman stands at the door of the fence.

"Mr...!" shouted me and Mirza almost at the same time.